Post 200/Aidanism

200 posts. Are you kidding?

Nope. Not kidding. The little counter tells me how many. And it says today is 200. So who am I to argue?

Thanks to Molly for getting me into this blogging thing nearly two years ago — which means there’s another milestone coming up in August. I remember the day in the office when she tried to convince me to do it. Well, now I’m pretty much hooked.

So I was thinking of a cool way to mark the 200th post. I mean, it’s gotta be something fancy, right?

Wrong.

I had intentions of doing something that I might still actually do. It’s just going to take some time to do it. And, I would have had that time, had I not discovered my recent addiction to Facebook — thanks to pals Anna and Tortious.

So, in lieu of that, it seems appropriate to mark the occasion of the 200th post with an Aidanism. And the timing couldn’t be better as this one just happened this morning.

So we’re getting things ready for breakfast, which means Renee is busy in the kitchen, I’m trying to stay out of her way, Erin is in the high chair and Aidan is running around like a mad man.

He goes up to the high chair and really gets in Erin’s face to make some goofy sounds and expressions.

Erin, showing her moxie, doesn’t like her space invaded so she takes her hand and bops him on the head.

He responds, “I think that’s her way of loving me.”

Can’t make this stuff up.

What else? I got nothin’.

No, wait. I do have something. Thanks to the faithful who have stuck with me from the beginning, and thanks to the newcomers who have discovered me along the way.